April 29th, 2006


Las Vegas 2006 Part 2

So it takes us a while to get movin' in the morning. Sad as it is that we couldn't get properly moving 'til past 10, there were very few people wandering the streets with us. As we drifted into Krispy Kreme and bought sugary donuts to wake up, making a mess as we devoured them, a grand total of five people walked by outside.

We drove out of downtown and over to the Strip, parking at the Wynn. The Wynn is gorgeous, if you haven't had a chance to see it yet. Brocade and velvet everywhere, the decor is heavily influenced by Middle Eastern aesthetics and design.
It's also where Avenue Q happens to be playing through the end of May, so we flitted over to will-call and picked up our tickets right away.

Then came the strip drifting, the awkward form of amusement where you try to find something to do, when you can't do anything because your wallet's already empty.
We played a few slots, and then drifted on the Monorail down to the MGM.
We stepped off the Monorail station and into TV Land, where we were offered a chance to screen a new TV show for the fall season. It's your American, patriotic duty to help the TV Gods determine what will air when offered the chance, so of course we said yes. Big mistake.
CBS wanted to show us a medical drama. Yawn, snore, and totally not to my tastes.
We wasted a precious hour of Vegas time watching some tripe of a show about brain surgeons. One's an idealistic young romantic lead, being mentored by a bitter, caustic bald 'sexy' man (eew. Sexy is not the word that came to my mind, and I repeated this fact about fifty times when filling out a questionaire following the show.) Also there is a hot yet empathetic (is that a word?) woman smiling enigmatically at every Dick, Tom, and Harry to walk past. If I ever find out the name of that show, I'll bes ure to alert you so you needn't suffer through a single uninspired episode!

After they let us out of our television prison, we ran over to Paris to see if any Queen musical merchandise was left. Shock of shocks, there was, inspite of the fact that 'We Will Rock You' hasn't played since the end of 2005. We got several knick-knacks and memoriabilia for half price - very cool.

There was a rumour floating 'round that the Flamingo casino had penguins, so we went to investigate. THEY LIED. There were no PENGUINS because they had all mysteriously flown away to DALLAS. Why, I ask you, do they need penguins in TEXAS? (Not that it makes any sense to have penguins in the middle of the desert, but hey, if you can have dolphins at the Mirage then surely penguins can be at Flamingo's!) Without the star birds, there was little to make the Flamingo Casino interesting, so we soon drifted on.

I later calculated that we walked over 10 miles today.

Avenue Q review to come.
piranha - elegant chic.

Avenue Q

Avenue Q was fantastic and funny and wonderful, and it's a real shame that they're taking it out of the Wynn, because as far as I know Steve Wynn (is that name correct? I think it is, but I'm not in the mood to do any research to confirm it.) has exclusive North American rights Off-Broadway, so who knows if the show will be able to travel?
However, I hear the show is now in London so all is not lost.

They did cut a few songs, naturally. "There Is Life Outside Your Apartment" could not be found in the Las Vegas version; the Money Song was cut down quite a bit. Otherwise, very little was changed as near as I can tell, but I've only heard the soundtrack before.

No one told me there were cute little bears in this musical? They only speak once or twice on the musical sound track, but they're never identified so I assumed they were just random chorus members. But no - it turns out there are two fluorescent bears squealing about beer the whole show.

There's also little animated bits that could come directly from Sesame Street. They help distract you as scenery is set up and to segway between scenes. It seems funny because I never knew that was there, either.

The puppeteers are on the stage, but they don't distract. They all smile so happily the grin seems painted on like a puppet's. The same four people play all of the characters, so it's funny to see how someone may be operating a puppet and singing, but the puppet they're holding isn't the one their voicing. I thought it would be confusing, because several of the characters aren't puppets but regular people, but after a few minutes you get used to the idea and it seems as natural as Sesame Street did when you were six.
No talkin' birds in this production, however.